WITH hopes so rich enladen, with thy store Of worth ancestral, faith, and sturdy dreams, Go, little bark of manhood, whither streams This life we know to that uncharted shore Thy patent-royal grants! Let cannon roar, And pennon speed thee o'er the sea where gleams A Whitsun light upon thy brow that seems Anoint to rule, and conquer, and explore. Up with the mainsail, all our blessings said, Alone beyond earth's guidance must thou fare With naught but wind, and star, and wave ahead; Away, and whither thy firm helm can bear! Be El Dorado thine! Life's fountains shed Eternal youth on all thy purpose there! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE CHILD by HAYDEN CARRUTH LOST ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A FLORIDA GHOST by SIDNEY LANIER HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 9 by EZRA POUND |